Some heartaches last longer than you think you could possibly bear--longer than you can count or measure. And yet, you find yourself months or years later, still bearing them, and maybe even thriving. "How can this be?" you wonder. The ache hasn't lessened with time; no, that hasn't changed at all, but one thing has changed. You have grown stronger.
You are the plant that bloomed once--a million petals thin as dragonfly wings--and then when the last of the blooms fell away, a gardener cut you all the way back to your stump. To the passerby you were dead--or worse--you'd never even existed.
The snows came, the rains, the ice; dark clouds loomed low over the garden's dark crust. Nothing changed. At least not on the surface, but roots do their best work with no one but the earthworms for an audience.
And when the sun returned, you were ready.
This post is dedicated with love and thanks to an old friend who give me a big gift yesterday.
P.S. I have questions that need answers over at The Magpie's Pen today! Hope you'll stop on by. xo
What a beautiful dedication. How strange that we need to suffer sometimes to truly blossom.
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You are so right, we grow stronger every time, after every loss. Beautifully written, Gigi Thank you :-)
ReplyDeleteYour words are amazing and beautiful! Thanks for sharing them for all of us.
ReplyDeleteGigi, what a beautiful post... you touched my heart today.
ReplyDeleteAngela x
this is just fabulous....wow !
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful Gigi! Thanks for your sweet comment and visit! I visit often and love to just soak up the richness of every word you write! I keep wanting to join your writing venture but life keeps getting in my way, ever busy I am!!
ReplyDeleteI will have to make an effort soon and take advantage of being in such talented company... I've gotten away from my writing a bit and should get back to it yes!
Hope this finds you well and lingering in your exquisitely described state of grace.
Smiles
Julia
Lovely, Gigi... your musings, and the floral image! We are so tender, and yet, we bend time and again, renewed. Sometimes it is by hurting so bad, that we can feel the joys all the more fully when they come round again. Thank you for this moment today. :o) ((HUGS))
ReplyDelete..."a million petals thin as dragonfly wings"... I just love that image. Beautiful sentiment. Beautiful dedication. Beauty abounds here, Gigi! :)
ReplyDeleteso beautiful. i yearn to write like you do.
ReplyDeletebeautiful beautiful post, and so so true. it's good to see it written down sometimes, just to remind us.
ReplyDelete...makes me sad and hopeful at the same time.
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully put Gigi....and so beautifully illustrated with that luscious photo!
ReplyDeleteI so agree with you and the photo is lovely.
ReplyDeleteGigi, this is a beautiful message. It can be applied to so many with their own personal interpretation of you as well as themselves. Everything about your blog is so soft. Have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteYes, memories are like dragonfly wings that sneak into your heart and into your dreams. I think that is part that makes us who we are, those memories and heartbreaks.
ReplyDeleteDearest Gigi,
ReplyDeleteSo well phrased... that comes from deep within your soul! It might help others finding the strength to believe they will get stronger and can handle life's burdens that come our way.
Lots of love,
Mariette
what a lovely post. that must be a great friend!
ReplyDeleteInspiring post! I feel pride myself more after reading your lovely message. Life is a fleeting beauty indeed, needed to be shared and taken care of.
ReplyDeletei need to catch up with the writings - life has been much too hectic lately. especially when i can't visit my favorites
ReplyDeleteGigi, your writing is like a soft whisper, so gentle, yet unforgettable.
ReplyDeleteHeartache is one of the deepest aches....but indeed, it makes us stronger, and that is such a gift.